"Old Tree, why did you have me provoke him earlier?"
Sibyl Nolan, the Elf Race's chieftain, was filled with confusion. Their elves needed Wang Xian's help to leave this Purgatory, and they might even have to live in Wang Xian's Inner World in the future. Provoking Wang Xian earlier had clearly not been a wise move.
"I could see that he could lead you away, but I could not see anything else. Testing him was also a safeguard for your future."
The incomparably ancient voice rang out again, though it seemed even weaker than before.
"Tree Ancestor, you should rest!"
Sibyl Nolan, the Elf Race's chieftain, seemed to sense the Tree Ancestor's weakness and hurriedly urged him.
"Do not worry. I know my own condition. You also need not worry that he will make things difficult for you. I am here."
"Thank you, Tree Ancestor."
Sibyl Nolan, the Elf Race's chieftain, respectfully bowed toward the great tree.
The Tree Ancestor did not speak again. After standing before the great tree for a long while, Sibyl Nolan leaped into a treehouse.
Meanwhile, after traveling more than a million kilometers through the endless forest based on the information Sibyl Nolan had given him, Wang Xian finally found a ruined ancient altar.
The altar was not large, only a little over three meters tall. Even in its ruined state, he could tell how crude the construction methods had been when it was built.
Wang Xian circled the altar once, but found nothing special about it. Nor did he sense any great power or strange energy.
According to Sibyl Nolan, once this altar was activated, a teleportation array would appear.
The teleportation array could lead into a small secret realm, where the Immortal Emperor Origin was located.
But...
How was this altar supposed to